In 1997, Telecom oriented to China, launched a relatively low price of 163 network and 169 network, so that ordinary users can apply from the telecommunications bureau to the Internet account, 163 network account opening fee is only more than 100 yuan, and 169 network does not need to apply, directly dial a certain phone number to access the Internet, very convenient.

The telecommunications bureau 163 network account opening needs to record personal information, and then the Internet fee is 0.2 yuan per minute for network services + 0.14 per three minutes for telephone fees, and the Internet is more than 200 yuan a month for more than ten minutes a day, and the Internet fee is close to 500 yuan a month for one hour a day. Enterprise users are even more exaggerated, and the 64K dedicated line costs 30,000 yuan per month.

And the average monthly salary of everyone in 97 years is only a few hundred yuan. Fortunately, Sun Jianwei's parents are businessmen, and the money can still be used.

However, it is still a bit difficult to convince her parents to give her this money.

After thinking about it, she suddenly remembered that she still had New Year's money! If you can use your New Year's money to secretly open the Internet first, and wait for the novels you create to make money, won't you be able to afford the Internet fee every month, and you don't have to ask your parents for money?

But what is the content of the first novel?

Sun Jianwei remembered that "The First Close Contact" was a web novel created by Cai Zhiheng (ruffian Cai) in 1998. This novel tells the story of the ruffian Cai who met the girl on the Internet because of a plan, chatted and met afterwards, and then said goodbye to the girl, and finally the girl died of illness. The emergence of "The First Intimate Contact" has made online literature constantly move towards a new literature that is different, and popularization is one of the biggest features of online literature.

"The First Close Contact" is regarded as the first best-selling novel on the Internet, creating a new era of online novels, so since she was finally reborn in 97, she must upload the novel to the Internet before the ruffian Cai.

But she has no savings, and vaguely remembers that she used to have thousands of New Year's money every year, some of which would be handed over to her parents, and some of which she kept by herself, but she couldn't remember to put the money there for a while.

Sun Jian sighed slightly and thought slowly.

After all, it was 20 years ago.

She still had some pain in her body, but she finally endured the pain and stood up. Rummage around places in the room where money may be hidden.

After looking for more than half an hour, she flipped through the bookcase, under the bed, desk, and diary, and finally found a stack of banknotes in her favorite masterpiece "Dream of Red Mansions", which was worth thousands of yuan, and Sun Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Tomorrow, I will go to the telecommunications bureau to open the network!

Fortunately, it's July, it's still summer vacation, no need to go to class, no need to study, one summer vacation is enough for her to finish writing a book.

If the "First Close Contact" in her memory is completely turned into her own book, it may seem a little unkind, so the framework is probably "The First Close Contact", but the specific content, she plans to write it herself.

Sun Jianwei's head is buzzing, this is really a good era, and the web novel hasn't started yet!

After all these years of writing, she has never been more excited than today, because she knows that her time is coming!

I don't have to regret why I didn't start writing web novels when I was a teenager. At that time, Sun Jianwei also wrote things, but they were all written in the diary, obviously there was a computer at home, but he never went to the Internet once, just typed, drawn, and played card games, which was really tyrannical!

Thinking about it, she began to type, and completely entered the world of intimate contact.

Chapter 5 Beginning the Serialization of Novels

Ten days later, according to his memory, Sun Jianwei began to imitate "The First Close Contact" and serialized his novel "The First Netizen Contact" on the "Shuimu Tsinghua" BBS.

[I met him on the Internet.] The reason for knowing each other is probably because I wrote a poem on the BBS of "Shuimu Tsinghua":

Night Wind

Totally you and me

encircle

In the whirlpool of beautiful life

In order to be able to live

We do pointless struggles

But

After waking up from the dream

I suddenly found out

Originally

There was no one all the time

Stay with me

Step up your game

I helped a dream

And I rejoice in it

cheer

Under gorgeous fluorescent lamps

My gorgeous agony

framed in this world

Who is with the bloody tip of the knife

The ripples that pierced my wounds

thereupon

We couldn't have imagined

It is also even more deprived of a unique beauty

Let's call it the happy, melancholy moon flower

Painful dreams

Or the cornflower that the daughter of the sea hopes

That's right

Who plucked the pink love flower

Whoever is poisoned by whose love

Who waits until they grow old in this life

Can't hold back the tears

Once upon a time

Nobody knows

I thought of Aki-ma-chan

Once in its prime

The grief of throwing down the ring

Alone

always

Drifting

nice

All gone

ribbon

Satin

A hundred years later

A thousand years is not a long time

10,000 years may be immortality

100 million years disappeared from the earth

Ten billions regrouped into the universe

Which continent did the higher life originate from?

Say good for love

Do not stay

Say it's good to work hard

Everyone has their own pursuits

It's like me at the age of eighteen

No more childishness

But still young

Eighteen years old

Not mature

But not ignorant

Eighteen years old

Somewhat frivolous

Somewhat uninhibited

My dream

It is the sweetness of a shooting star kissing goodbye

It is the sonorous sound when the glory is about to be accepted

Eighteen years old

depressed because of the shackles

But more

It's because of the joy of success

And rejoice

We will shed tears

Hidden in the light of a lighthouse in the distance

Will be Xiao Suo's desire

Interpreted in the starlight in the distance

Don't let the memories erode the warmth

Because

I'm eighteen years old

Eighteen years old

Don't cry

I know

Only strange but enthusiastic you

to make my future

Have good and happy

Just let me and you on the long road of life

Hold each other up

Forever

thereupon

Happiness is happiness

Met by accident

but a dark life

Bring gentle and beautiful light

Quietly enjoy the surprises in the dark world

It's just ours

A mysterious, quiet and rewarding life

Actually, I'm just a hypocritical middle-aged woman who likes to write articles. My mind is always full of all kinds of so-called poetic feelings, and sometimes I can't even read the poems I write.

Many times, the writer writes something that he himself does not know why he writes it the way it is. Typing at will, without going through the brain, wantonly.

There were a lot of people posting on BBS, but not a lot, so he saw the poem I wrote and replied to my post that I was a very interesting girl.

Am I interesting? I don't know, but I think he's funny because his nickname is "Colorful Auspicious Clouds".

I like "Journey to the West", and I memorize the classic lines in this movie.

My crush is a hero of the world, and one day he will come to marry me wearing golden armor and riding colorful auspicious clouds. I guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending......

If this netizen is my hero of the world, that's not bad. However, people on the Internet can't see or touch him, who knows what he is like? Even if he is ugly and frustrated, he will still pretend to be a handsome guy and chat with people in the tone of a domineering president.

I haven't met netizens. If I'm a boy, it's not a problem to meet netizens, but I'm a girl, and I have to think about my own life safety. Although I don't have the appearance of a country and a city, I can do it anyway. Don't be devoured alive by the bad life on the other side of the network.

Little Joe is a good friend of mine, but our circumstances are very different. She studied well and had a sweet mouth, while I was just an ordinary student and couldn't speak, so there were a lot of boys chasing her. However, most of those boys failed miserably. Because she has reached the highest level in the love field, she can send a signal of her liking to dozens of boys at the same time, and when the other party comes to chase her, she is noncommittal, so that the men will suffer from gains and losses, and they will be in the clouds. She never offended anyone, and instead of chasing her boys, she became her good friend and became her follower.

Xiao Qiao always said that I was too boring, a girl like me was a frustrated person in emotional intelligence. It's no wonder that in addition to being quite good-looking, I really can't do anything else. I wear thick glasses, I am not tall, I am not good at studying, I have been growing up, there are no boys around me, and even a piece of candy will not be given priority to me.

Little Joe is really a good friend of mine, she will introduce me to the boys she doesn't want, but unfortunately they always think that I am not as good as Little Joe, so they don't look down on me. I love to eat again, and I eat a lot of food every day, and I guess the boy was afraid that he couldn't support me, so he gave up.

So, before I decided to meet the "Colorful Clouds", I was fully prepared. First, if he was an ugly man, I would be willing to be friends with him, but not a boyfriend. Second, if he is a handsome guy, looks down on me, or even sarcastically mocks me, and ignores me in the future, I can accept it.

I'm looking forward to meeting him.

Before we met, I talked a lot with him because I was afraid that our contact would come to an end after he met me.

"Are you nervous?" He asked me.

"Don't be nervous, no matter what you are, I'm willing to be a good friend with you in spirit." I replied to him. In fact, I was nervous, and, a good friend in spirit, I didn't know what that meant.

He replied, "I'm nervous because I'm going to see the goddess in my mind." ”

God, in his heart, I am actually a goddess. I just spent a little more time chatting with him. I'm honest enough to reply to what everyone on the internet has told me, but it's just out of politeness. As for the photo, I also uploaded it, probably because the pixel is too low, but I think the photo is really good.

Anyway, I'm going to see him tomorrow, and I'm really looking forward to it. 】

As soon as the day's update was sent out, the comment area exploded!

Because Sun Jianwei spent 10 days posting and replying frantically on BBS, from morning to night. As long as her parents don't enter her room, she stays on the computer and doesn't go offline, so she has accumulated a certain amount of popularity.

In 97, when the Internet was still expensive, no one posted more than her, and no one liked to pour water under all other people's posts as much as she did.

"Very interesting!"

"Looking forward to the female protagonist meeting the male protagonist!"

"The male protagonist must be very handsome!"

"I like the heroine, the heroine is very cute!"

Looking at their reply, Sun Jianwei smiled from ear to ear in the room.